fruit thief

Sometimes it's most of the raspberries.

Sometimes it's the bowl of grapes.

Most of the time, the fruit belonged to her from the beginning.

But not this time.

This time, it was mine.

And it was the LAST one.

And it was just the right stage, juicy and yummy and, did I mention, the last one?!?!?

And she stole it from me! Ok, I kind of let her have it, but still.

~I'm not seeing guilt here...it was the last one after all~